Song of the Chapter: There's a Ghost - Fleurie The human soul is a treacherous place Beneath the mask we wear a dark and twisted labyrinth laid Secrets locked and closets closed never surface While what we keep composed comes out of hiding
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*re-read the Harry Potter series and was so inspired by Dobby to write a new character I wanted to introduce! Hope you all enjoy!
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LOUIS KNEW HE Shouldn't be paying attention to the screams that were spewing down the hall from the dining room. But it wasn't his fault at all-really. The sound waves were bursting into his ears like a dragons roar (louder than any banging of a drum, and any siren of the sea.)
But Louis definitely knew he should be paying attention to what the Brownie across from him was looking at-or staring at, perhaps- very timidly.
The very small humanoid creature had eyes as round (and rather as large) as a disk. Only that the lens of their roundroundround eyes were protruding; like droplets of water. This one had eyes as brown as his hood. Although his ears were covered by the cloth upon his head, large ears that resembled a giant's poked through and embossed the coffee fabric.
Small and tawny hands were grasping a workout broom with the letters 'B' and two lazy 'Z's engraved in sloppy handwriting minutes onto the wood. The cleaning supply seemed to be larger than the creature itself, for it could not be any taller than a solid four foot.
As soon as Louis looked back at the Brownie, he looked away, squealing a little and started to sweep and swap the same area of wood floor he had been working on for the past hour or so. He seemed to keep repeating that action whenever Louis caught his gaze.
Louis narrowed his eyes and carefully looked away, giving a little side eye and started to sweep his section of the floor; pretending to not pay any attention to the little thing.
But when the Brownie stopped his sweeping to look at Louis once again; the omega looked back in one swift motion, catching him in the act.
"Ah ha! You were staring at me!" Louis accused, pointing to the critter with a satisfied smile.
The creature shrieked before dropping the broom and hiding his big face in his burnt sienna cloak; failing when the small clothing could barley hide his buff nose.
"Bumfuzzle was not staring at Queen Louis, no no, Bumfuzzle was only trying to greet Queen Louis," the Brownie whispered in a high-pitched voice, shaking his head before squaring his little legs down to reach the fallen broom.
